Big River
Friday night, I put on my kevlar and waded my way through the downtown Charleston, WV transit mall to go to Rio Grande (or Big River in English). I could write about the food, but I’m not going to say much about that. It’s your basic local Mexican place where for a twenty dollar bill, you can get a belly full of pretty decent Mexican/Tex-Mex food AND have enough margaritas to float a battleship. I’m not going to write about the service, other than to say that the folks there are very quick to get your food to you. I’m going to write about the art, specifically the cockfight mural, which I have given the name: Little Jerry and El Guapo.
In this work of art, you will note that there is no audience, only the roosters and their trainers. Mano y mano. Pollo y pollo. This is a pride match, not unlike the fight between Rocky and Apollo at the end of Rocky III. Don Eduardo, whom you see in the forefront, taught Marcelino everything he knows about cockfighting. Now, Marcelino and his young up and comer Rooster, Little Jerry, are engaged in a vicious cockfight with Don Eduardo and his prized rooster, El Guapo, who has a 73-0 record. Little Jerry is closer to the viewer. El Guapo has the upper hand right now, but you can see the fire in Little Jerry’s eye. This is far from over. There is no money on the line. There are no spectators. Just two men and their cocks, fighting for pride. Who will win? I don’t know.


